Ravings and Rantings

Welcome to my cloud! It's got a nice silver lining somewhere.....Some ranting, some raving--mostly positive stuff,lots of jokes (I can't stay serious). Nothing going on here that a pina colada or mohito can't fix.

Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Against The Wind

Hola world! It was just thundering, raining and pouring, and now it's clear. Weird,.

Hope your Wednesday was fine???

Things are clearing up here. Interviews are rapidly (suspiciously) getting done. Not the notes, mind you, but the talking parts. Meetings are flying by (now that David's on his own), people appear to be happy, work's getting done, M is cautiously optimistic. I don't feel like strangling myself anymore and the physiotherapy is working (arm hurts much less) yahoo! Dar had an info night tonight (she's a travel agent and is arranging a trip to Scotland). Am dying to find out how it went (keep your fingers crossed that more folks signed up, OK?) so this'll be a short post.

Am seeing my (cute) GP (Dr. Dolittle) tomorrow. Not looking forward to that, but hey, have to do it. Thank heavens for GI, my guardian angel and husband to my pal Dar and my pal too!!

Never did laundry last night because found NCIS on an alternative station. Sigh. Mark Harmon...oh never mind. Just n.e.v.e.r. m.i.n.d. Why am I doing so much laundry? Because I got behind in it about a month ago and never caught up, and thanks to pulling down the drapes in the back bedroom now have some sheers (ha--some! About a billion) to add to the backlog. Plus doing physio is adding T shirts to the load.

Need to post pics of garden and house colors. GI is here this weekend, will try to remember to take/post pics (no not of him, of garden and house!!).

Want to make soup too. Is this a bipolar thing or is this just energy? Who knows/cares, just have to get stuff done. It isn't fair to have all this junk to do at work and at home. I need a wife. Or something. Does fooling around/sex HAVE to be part of the deal? Probably. OK now that I've totally grossed everyone out...I bet there are other people working their butts off out there who also (like me) need someone to help them out at home who are too tired to do it themselves. Wonder if there are others who are our opposites.

Too much to handle brain-wise at the moment, but sense that there is something here. Just can't put it together now. Bet Zombieslayer could. Isn't this the basis of our economy--specialization and mutual benefit?

There must be some way to work this out.

Just not tonight.

OK time to call Dar.

Night world!

MWAH!

Bridg

Tuesday, May 30, 2006

Hot August (May) Night

Hi World! Man is it hot here. Hope wherever you are that you have air conditioning or that it's cooler than Ottawa (somewhere just shy of upper 90s farenheight and very humid).

Got physio exercises done and actually felt good/less painful (that comment was for you, Vest!!). House back in order, except for missing drapes that were pulled down by yours truly accidentally and got replacement rods on the way home. Will put up some other time.

Got several e mails from Dar--YAHOO! Love her messages she is really fun to talk to.

Got lots of work done. Will be all by myself in the office by the end of the week (a sobbing wreck too no doubt with both M and P gone). David now working (interviewing) on his own, am interviewing with P or on my own which is much less stressful.

NCIS tonight.

Damn, it's over. OOPS!

Off to do more physio, laundry, cook dinner and try to find NCIS somewhere else (still learning satellite stuff).

Most Spoiled Cat In The Universe is waiting for me to stop typing. Appears annoyed (note: this is guilt speaking).

Have a lovely evening, world!

Bridg

Another Freaky Angel Card!

RESPONSIBILITY

It is more important to be responsible than it is to take responsibility. This is especially true if you are taking it away from someone else, thus allowing them to not be responsible for their own actions. Be responsible for your own choices. Allow others to be accountable for theirs. Your friends and family will experience what they need to. Allow them their own lessons so they can grow. Do not be caught in the enabling trap of denial. How you respond to situations is up to you. Trust yourself. You do have a choice. Don't be so busy talking care of everyone else that you forget to take care of your own needs. No one can challenge your security if you accept responsibility for your own life. Don't choose to be a victim. When you draw this card, pay attention. This is a good time to respond to your abilities. Now is a good time to put them to use. Take a good look at all of your options.

Monday, May 29, 2006

Goin' To A Party (Rod Stewart version)

Ha! As if I have energy for that...

How are ya tonight, world?

It is hot and humid here--perfect shore weather. The weather people predicted thunderstorms, so naturally it is as clear as a bell. With the humidity it felt like 35. Can't translate to farenheight (sp?) anymore, sorry. It was hot enough for people to be driving like idiots though. Saw all kinds of silliness on the road. Full moon plus kind of silliness.

Had to see doctor (shrink) today at end of day. Her verdict: doing great. Don't have to go back for a month (this is really good) but have to 'look out for the highs'. That means 'don't go on any more spending sprees'. No.freaking.kidding!!! Said I've never looked better, am making good decisions (generally). And to start eating (can you imagine??). Apparently diabetics are supposed to eat regularly. Live and learn.

Enough about me.

Mom is in fine fettle. She loves this weather. Finally turned on the A/C.

Kids at work are being their normal wonderful selves. Marc graduates tomorrow, bless his heart (MBA) and will be a little late getting in the a.m. tomorrow. P was in this a.m. on her day off, bless HER heart. I am so proud of the two of them I could burst. M is really outdoing himself too. This past crisis has been the making of him. Isn't it weird how much good can come of what originally looks like crap? Thank You God. Seriously.

Can't/Shouldn't type too much. Found out tonight (physiotherapy) that when I fell in March on the ice, the force of the fall pushed the 'upper arm bone' (OK forgot its name, measley degree will be revoked) into the shoulder's ball and socket joint and that's what's been giving me grief for a while. The person who explained this and did so much work tonight is a very young and quite talented young lady (who prescribed ice, gentle exercises and avoidance of overuse). Wow impressive.

So it's goodnight all for now. Hope you're enjoying good weather...smooth sailing (lucky escape that poor fellow sailing from Bermuda huh?) and incredible joy and happiness everyone.

Love, Bridg

Sunday, May 28, 2006

Disco Duck

Hi world, happy Sunday night!

Hope the day was as mellow and as beautiful where you were/are as it was here.

Did not get to the movies after all. Was too tired.

But did get gardening (some) done. Mosquitoes have lost their habitat. Discovered giant (well it seemed giant to me) anthill out there. After 14 years of no chemicals at all, broke down and put something on that anthill. It was about one foot (round) in diameter and 3 inches tall. Gross. What the heck are all the birds eating? I can tell you--seeds in the feeders next door and the peanut butter that I was feeding them. Well, if the stuff I put on there didn't work, it's boiling water tomorrow. Feel very guilty about the chemical already. Have never used anything, not even for weeds, since I moved in here until today.

Paint Team Leader came (at 4:00. That will teach me not to ask for a time) and put the mirrors up in both bedrooms. One of them almost killed both of us, but hey it's up. The curtain rod that I sorta pulled out of the wall (in the second bedroom)? He couldn't fix it, I have to get new anchors/screws for it. Fortunately my office is very close to a large hardware store. Am kind of reluctant to put art stuff back onto the walls, after all the fuss to get them painted. Used to see blank walls as a challenge. Now see it as $4200. ROFL (rolling on floor laughing).

He could not cash the money order I had drawn up (it was made to the parent company, needs to be made to his particular franchise for some reason), so I have to get a new one made up and I volunteered to do that tomorrow a.m. Sure hope that there are no interviews that I"m doing then. Don't think so. But there are so many that will go in first to check. Alzheimer's is a wonderful thing (grin). I'm sorry I joked about the guys' age, he was sooo helpful.

This is probably the first time in recent memory that my home life has been busier than work life and work life is hectic. Wonder if that means anything? Probably that have been dormant for a long time.

The Other One (formerly known as Sis) took Mom out to dinner last night and brought her flowers (and planted them) today. Good. Boy Wonder is due back next weekend (cue ominous music). Hence the title of this post. I intend to do a lot of ducking. Of phone calls, of you-name-it. Could get ugly, hope not.

The Most Spoiled Cat In The Universe has disappeared. Is probably in the basement celebrating her ability to go down there once again now that the stairs are dry. If there is such a thing as reincarnation, I want to come back as my cat.

Now onto laundry, then dinner.

Hope that you had a great weekend, world, and an easy, tranquil Monday.

Hugs and love ya, Bridg

ReRun (slight)

Have posted on this before...but because I feel so guilty about the bounced check/cheque thing...here's some info re bipolar II from http://counsellingresource.com/distress/mood-disorders/manic-depression-symptoms.html. M and GI don't believe this fits me. I don't want to but man....

Criteria for Hypomanic Episode (this is what I had when I was officially diagnosed):

A. A distinct period of persistently elevated, expansive, or irritable mood, lasting throughout at
least 4 days, that is clearly different from the usual nondepressed mood. (can't say irritable has ever been an issue. Bouncy moods oh yes but not irritable).

B. During the period of mood disturbance, three (or more) of the following symptoms have
persisted (four if the mood is only irritable) and have been present to a significant degree:

1. inflated self-esteem or grandiosity (uhhhh not that I know of)
2. decreased need for sleep (e.g., feels rested after only 3 hours of sleep) (yup. 4 hours' sleep in 2-3 days)
3. more talkative than usual or pressure to keep talking (yes)
4. flight of ideas, or subjective experience that thoughts are racing (yes although I thought I kept quiet about that. Hmmm)
5. distractibility (i.e., attention too easily drawn to unimportant or irrelevant external stimuli)
(not sure)
6. increase in goal-directed activity (either socially, at work or school, or sexually) or
psychomotor agitation (well, the house looks great)
7. excessive involvement in pleasurable activities that have a high potential for painful
consequences (e.g., engaging in unrestrained buying sprees, sexual indiscretions (HA!
not me!!), or foolish business investments) (see house comment!)

C. The episode is associated with an unequivocal change in functioning that is uncharacteristic of
the person when not symptomatic. (have more energy than have had in many years)

D. The disturbance in mood and the change in functioning are observable by others. (oh yes, at
least to/by people who know me)

E. The episode is not severe enough to cause marked impairment in social or occupational
functioning, or to necessitate hospitalization, and there are no psychotic features. (yes)

F. The symptoms are not due to the direct physiological effects of a substance (e.g., a drug of
abuse, a medication, or other treatment) or a general medical condition (e.g.,
hyperthyroidism). (yes)

Note: Hypomanic-like episodes that are clearly caused by somatic antidepressant treatment (e.g., medication, electroconvulsive therapy, light therapy) should not count toward a diagnosis of Bipolar II Disorder.

Here is another good-looking source of info. This links, for what I would think are obvious reasons, bipolar-ism to diabetes, heart conditions and other health issues.
http://www.morehead.org/wellconnected/000066.htm

Thanks for the comment, Tshsmom, and thanks for letting me think out loud, world. It helps more than words can say.

Big hugs and enjoy the day, it looks magnificent out there!

Bridg
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Cool Is The Rule But Sometimes Bad Is Good

Thanks Vic, you are getting this one back. Yes bits of this are saccharine but I"m living proof of #9.

This should probably be taped to your bathroom mirror where one could read it every day. You may not realize it, but it's 100% true.

1. There are at least two people in this world that you would die for.
2. At least 15 people in this world love you in some way.
3. The only reason anyone would ever hate you is because they want to be just like you.
4. A smile from you can bring happiness to anyone, even if they don't like you.
5. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about you before they go to sleep.
6. You mean the world to someone.
7. You are special and unique.
8. Someone that you don't even know exists loves you.
9. When you make the biggest mistake ever, something good comes from it.
10. When you think the world has turned its back on you take another look.
11. Always remember the compliments you received. Forget about the rude remarks.

So............If you are a loving friend, send this to everyone, including the one that sent it to you. If you get it back, then they really do love you. And always remember....when life hands you Lemons, ask for tequila and salt and call me over (really) ! !!!

Al Gore On SNL

Thank you, Eric!
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Saturday, May 27, 2006

Black Velvet Band (round the throat!!)

Hey world!

Found out that my deposit check to the painting guys bounced! Did the bank tell me? No. Did the painting teenager (OK Paint Team Leader) tell me? Not until today. Holy jumping cows. Not happy. There are plenty of bucks there in another account. For some reason, this bank will NOT transfer from one to another automatically, they expect me to do that. As if I"m a responsible adult or something.

Idiots.

We (I and Paint Team Leader) are getting together tomorrow anyway for him to do the mirrors etc. and me to pay him, him to take away stuff, give me the key back. Flew over to the bank in a panic (prior to getting hair done) and got a money order for the whole amount.

Had he told me the final amount at that point? No sir, I had to guess. Guessed $500 short (he left me a message with the final amount well after the bank had closed for the weekend). S.H.I.T. Oh well, will withdraw it (the remainder) tomorrow.

Mom and I did brunch, and both of us got sick (me right away, Mom later on the way home from the grocery store). But we had a good time anyway, dumb as that sounds. One of my SILs spotted us in the restaurant, and it was lovely. Had not seen her in years! Literally years.

Spent a bunch on groceries. I am a proudly bad influence on Mom when it comes to groceries, but at least she eats what I tease her into buying (desserts and cookies). We're probably going to a movie tomorrow. This is to brainwash me into forgetting that I have to work with David on Monday (see previous post) and for Mom to get out and enjoy herself.

Got to bring Brenda (my hairdressing friend, you would love this lady, world, she is finestkind) up to speed on doings and to drive her home after work. She lives one street over from where I used to live when GI and I knew each other as teenagers. You would not believe the stuff she bought at a garage sale on the way to work. Among them--a big huge wooden bow tie that presumably would be mounted on a wall, but why anyone would do this is a mystery. It must have been four feet across. Very curvy. Very woody. Hmmm.

Jery dropped by this morning with a CD (M Knopfler-Emmy Lou Harris), bless him. I missed his birthday (he was in British Columbia but still) and HE brings ME a present???? It was lovely to see him and I gave him a key to the place (Power of Attorney stuff). I think he liked the paint work. He looked at the ceiling (which had been painted) and asked when they were going to paint it. Argh. But that did make me notice a flaw in what they'd done, which is good, because now they can fix it. Sigh, it never ends, does it. It was great to see him.

Am just getting home now. TV is working (that @#%^ satellite will drive me insane yet), heart rate is getting back to normal after the paint check thing, and guess it's time for dinner, the Most Spoiled Cat In The Universe has been fed and is begging for a tummy rub, Mom is OK and the sun's shining beautifully.

Time to go and cool my overheated panicky jets. Hope your day was lovely and sweet, world. Enjoy.....Hugs, Bridg (the very embarrassed non-banker)

Sailing

Was going to call this Fantasy but that would bring up David strangulation and don't want to go there (ha ha ha) because someone, somewhere is bound to do that sooner or later and then I'll get the blame...sigh.

The nasty yellow is gone, and in its place is a lovely pale yellow that I had in mind in the first place. The trim is actually OK too. The blue rooms are great, the computer/cat's room (how DARE I call her a cat!) is green. More green than I had in mind but OK. The trim is a little kid's room green but OK. There are so many bookcases and plants in here that it's hard to notice it anyway. My biggest beef is that they didn't put the mirrors back up and they're way too big/heavy for me to do, so will give Team Leader a call today to arrange that. Their equipment etc. is still here and have not paid them yet. They still have the key to this place (which will be Jery's key when I get it back. As power of attorney he needs one).

Speaking of that, I did mention the will thing? He, GI/Dar are the powers of attorney. The lawyer was a fussy little man who called all my bequests a nightmare. I just smiled at him until he gave up trying to change my mind. Silly little person. He's the one who asked me to think of this stuff in the first place. It isn't like Jer doesn't know every inch of my place in the first place, or that this stuff isn't very organized, blah blah blah. No one's moved much in the last 30 years...he's just a fussy little guy. So it's done. Every bequest family wise goes directly to nephews/niece, so that's a big load off of my mind. No fighting. Well even if there is I'll be long gone, but wanted to spare everyone as much ummmm unpleasantness as possible. There is $s for POAs (for having to deal with that bunch although nephews are sweeties) and funeral info is funny--give away all body parts possible and cremate the rest.

Enough of that.

They also (going back to painting) painted the basement steps. Which are still wet. Realized that I can't get to the beer! Or laundry! This could be interesting. Oh well. I'll be dry and stinky (ha ha ha).

Won't go into what the not-too-with-it-consultant did to me (and everyone else ) last week except to say that M is going to have words with him on Monday. This is something you DO NOT want to experience, ever. And the people he made miserable are sure to call M's boss, it was that irritating. I tried to stop it, and succeeded the second time. Was too nice/in shock the first time. It's very difficult to accept that someone I went to school with and knew for as many years as I did turned out this way (M called him a plagarist and worse things) but have to admit that this is how it is. Can't deal with a situation unless it's recognized for what it is. But man, it's hard. Very hard.

In our line of work, we have to be quiet and collect evidence. No we are not detectives or police, but it's similar work in that sense. This fellow's talents are in the opposite field, he likes to analyze and brainstorm. It is very difficult for him to be quiet. He wants to get in there and talk, offer his views. You can't do that! It contaminates the evidence, intimidates the interviewee-- it's the worst thing that you can do. And is highly unethical. I shouldn't have to explain that to someone who's been prequalified in this field, is a partner in a company working in this field, and is getting paid more than half my annual salary to do this one task. M will do this explaining on Monday (There are too many personal ties between us for me to do this. Besides, M is the boss and he can be much more stern that I can). It's like a doctor telling a patient how he feels without taking his vital signs. Argh.

Enough of that.

Sorry I haven't been visiting lately, this is the first day I've had a computer in a while thanks to the painting mess. Will do the rounds this weekend. Hope that you're all happy, healthy and consultant-free.

I swear, next time I hire someone, they will have been born within the same decade as I (be more sympathetic to what I can/can't do on my own)! Not that their work wasn't excellent, it is/was. They just left me with more to do on my own than I can manage. Am not 20 anymore, lol.

Love you guys!!

Bridg

p.s. the Most Spoiled Cat In The Universe is a little put out at not being able to access her vacation home (the basement) but somehow adapted quite well to the painters being here. They must have paid quite a bit of attention to her. Brat. Mom's very happy and healthy, going to brunch and grocery shopping today.

Thursday, May 25, 2006

Year (HA! Life!) of the Cat

Hola amigos! Sorry didn't post last night, spent most of it cat-napping, waking up not knowing what day or hour it was. Very disappointed that it wasn't Saturday and that had to face another day of interviewing folks with a rather dim consultant. This is someone I went to high school with. Although a perfectly nice person, he's convinced that (a) I can do all the note taking (b) the interviews are his opportunity to do a sales job and chat up the interviewee (they don't have any real work to do, do they?) and (c) deadline-schmedline! Had to read him the riot act about doing his own work, several times. I hate doing that. In the last interview, with a very very senior person (literally right under CEO), I had to look at my watch several times, shoulder him to the door, and practically shove him through it after 45 minutes. This.man.is.clueless. And he's a 'partner' in the firm which appears to have one person in it. As the manager of this project, I should not have to do this. Instead of saving me work, he is creating plenty of it (for me). And we are paying him to do this. Argh.

A friend from another department asked me about this company (Dimwit's) later in the same afternoon, just wondering who they are, how well they work. Gee, what do you think I said? And this is how reputations are made and lost. Not to brag, but I'm used as a reference a lot in this business (which is a small field) and I don't lie. Can't afford to. The biggest names in this field are very respectful of the time constraints of people they do business with. It's one of the main constraints of senior executives, and they are very grateful for that courtesy, simple as it sounds.

On another note, went to the lawyer's after work, got the will business started. Yea me. Another big burden off my shoulders, although this guy did try to give me a hard time about all my bequests. I just smiled at him until he gave up trying to hassle me. So he'll charge me extra (see next para).

Then got home. It is still standing, painting mostly going well. Except the staircase hallway (light yellow). The wall color is great, the trim color is the nastiest McBurger yellow you've ever seen. Literally lemon yellow. No way am I living with that, I don't care if they charge me extra to change it (Bridg will be living under a bridge at this rate, but .....) so I called the head paint guy in a panic last night to fix/change things. He said he'd take care of it. Needs to be pale, soft yellow. Whew. Man that was a shock. Most Spoiled Cat In The Universe is suprisingly/disturbingly comfy living in her basement quarters these days. Probably hosting cat parties down there.

Mom doing quite well and happy (hoping not to jinx it by saying that). No word from angry bees, but that'll be the case for months/years. Feeling quite peaceful /relieved about that, frankly.

At least it's sunny. And allegedly warm. Made copies of the key to the house, so the painters can come and go without my having to be here (that is a good thing, right?).

Will start visiting you blog-wise soon, right now it's all I can do to get through a day without strangling Dimwit. We have to do so many interviews in a day it's truly disturbing. And draining. The maximum is usually three per day and I think we're up somewhere around double that for the next 2-3 weeks. Hey it keeps us off the streets (snicker). M is having troubles of his own. He's doing the interviews in French, plus they changed his computer (would not let them touch mine) and it isn't letting him do the most simple operations. Poor man. I knew that would happen. Know how Dilbert calls those people (IM/IT) the Information Preventers? He wasn't far off. No offense to any of you who work in that field..it's just the place that I work in...we have the worst set up. I am sure that Dogbert invented it. Really.

OK off to the salt mines.

Hugs, Bridg

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

Just A Song Before I Go

Tonight's post is just a quickie, world. Left the house in trepidation--these were YOUNG folk I'd never met. Leaving the house unlocked with three young strangers....gives you a strange feeling. Thank heaven the contractor at work is such a screw up. Kept me hopping all day.

But when I got home, the Bell Sympatico guy was waiting for me! YAY didn't have to wait long. The problem was the trees in the park behind my garden yard were blocking the signal, so they just moved the dish up some more (higher on the roof). Problem solved. Then I got to look at the paint colors. WOW I done good! They're fantastic. About 2-3 more days' worth of work to be done tho. And some idiot left a window wide open One without a screen---, so now I"m hosting a JUNE BUG in here EWWWWWWW. Will make them (the painters) track it down and kill it since they let it in. GROSS.

Mom and her lady pals went to the theatre, loved it, had champagne. Love seeing them have fun. Sigh. Life can be good, even if June bugs are involved.

Night world, sleep meds are taking effect, Bridg is crashing. Just had to bring y'all up to speed.
Love you to bits (except you June bugs out there). MWAH!!

Bridg

Monday, May 22, 2006

Up!

Gotta love Shania Twain, right world? We played a fair bit of her on Saturday.

The painter guys phoned this a.m. Guess what, they're coming to paint tomorrow. Well, they missed the boat for Dar's first visit (grrr) but well, it has to be done. They suggested placing The Most Spoiled Cat In The Universe in the basement for the day. This.should.be fun, but will save me $$s not booking her into the vet's. I mean fairly significant savings ($15+ per day, plus begging and pleading for them to take her in the first place, having her complain and pee all the way there--20-30 minute drive, plus being late for work on a very busy week, etc.). OK let's go. Still, she ain't gonna like this.

I only have one key for the place, which I will have to leave with them. They promised not to leave the house, not even for lunch. Am worried but what are my options? Oh well, as long as the cat doesn't escape. So spent the day today taking things down off of the walls, putting away breakables (like I did for Molly Maids). The painters are moving the furniture around. Paid a lot extra for this but no way am I doing it (think bookcases, lotsa books, very full filing cabinet, etc.). Hope the colors I picked look OK.

Got the mail/bills/banking done today too. Gotta love a long weekend. Some day, actually relaxing would be nice. This singles lifestyle is killing me (nudge wink). So what did YOU guys do??

The Bell Sympatico (satellite) machine called my answering machine on Friday night to confirm the appointment to repair whatever killed my TV. The appointment is for tomorrow. The two machines got into an argument. It's really funny to hear the Bell machine asking my answering machine "are you still there? Please pick an option". Then it called back again and went through the same routine. Think I'd better call them tomorrow. Have not had TV for a week. Thank heavens I have DVDs. Adding insult to injury, got a bill from Sympatico, even though the first three months are supposed to be free and I haven't had TV for a week. Will definitely be giving them some umm feedback tomorrow about that.

Wonder if things are ever going to go smoothly again? Probably. Just not now! For the next few weeks, am doing almost nothing but interviews with a rather hapless consultant. Not happy about this at all, but hey. It's a distraction from the family front. At least the house will look nice.

Good thing they finally fixed my meds, huh?

Rolling on floor laughing...

Happy holiday, all!!!

Hugs, Bridg

Sunday, May 21, 2006

Walkin' On Sunshine

Hola world, tho in Ottawa there's isn't much sun literally this past week!

My dear friends just left and I miss them already. They are the best company, and I don't like company usually. They are the same about visiting, I think. We had the best visit. Dar is just as great, if not better, in person than on the phone. I.love.that.lady. She and GI are definitely a real, terrific couple (not one of those fake ones)--they even tap their feet together! It is the sweetest thing. I love the way that they lean in towards each other and they don't even know that they do it. And the way that they shared food at the restaurant. Sigh. Too bad that more people aren't like that.....but it's enough that these two are.

Love talking with these guys. Love BEING with these guys. It was just heaven. And The Most Spoiled Cat In The Universe? That little (umm) character! All over GI. I mean ALLLLL over the man. Petting his leg! Purring at him!! It was unbelievable. She doesn't treat ME anywhere near that well. Kinda cute....she got worried when Dar left the room to take a shower. Followed her with her eyes and you could see that Smokey was considering following poor Dar into the bathroom...I really do not entertain so she was kind of puzzled at first I guess. But boy she adapted fast!

They loved the house, liked the bed...even liked the car. I love them. Am just so happy that everything went well and want them back really soon. They are just such terrific people. Want nothing but the best for them and am so grateful and happy that they're in my life. And Dar!! We both (actually all three) love shopping! Have the same attitude towards money, life and people! Same sense of humor! And family/friends. It is fabulous being around other people who finally get it/me. Like living with ohhh say Latvians all my life, and finally meeting people who speak my language! Nice ones!! WOW!!

OK must be gushing/blithering. Am just so happy.

Off to nap. Sorry if this is boring...just wanted to keep you up to speed, world.

Bridg (in heaven)

UPDATE

Took Mom out to Swiss Chalet for dinner. Needless to say neither of us had a drink (ha ha ha) but dinner was healthy and lovely. Mom said that The Other One (formerly known as Sis) told her that she and Boy Wonder (The former Bro) were ganging up against me. Bless her, even with her failing memory, Mom said, wait a minute. This new partner of yours (Boy Wonder) against your sister? I have some news for you about him. When you (the former Sis) were going to lend me (Mom) money to buy a condominium, Boy Wonder insisted that I get this in writing because he didn't trust you to be honest about it once I died. She (the former Sis) was astonished and horrified. Dumbstruck.

Kind of reminds me of that song, The Snake, that came out in the 1960's: "...oh shut up, pretty woman, hissed the snake with a vicious grin. You knew damn well I was a snake before you took me in".

Be that as it may--they can sort it out amongst themselves. Might take years, who cares--not my problem anymore.

Brought Mom up to speed re my will. Am getting a proper one done on Wednesday with GI and Jery being my two power of attorney types. If Mom does not outlive me, all my assets are going to the nephews/niece through them (some assets to GI/Dar and Jer, as well as Peggy, Doris, Pauly and M). Mom was quite happy with all that. No muss, no fuss, no fighting--the fighting types are out of the picture and it's all legal and above board. This lawyer is one who specializes in Canada-U.S. stuff. Not that any is necessarily involved. *sigh of relief*.

OK time for brekkie.

Love ya, world!

Hugs, Bridg

Saturday, May 20, 2006

59th Street Bridg(e) Song

Well, world, the house is about as clean as it's gonna get. Found Sens T shirts and it wasn't easy. And it's noon. I give the place about an hour for the roof to collapse before GI and Dar get here around 2:00. That would be par for me. Laundry and groceries are done (gasp!), dishes too, can't do the yard weeding --it's raining too hard. Would rather have prize winning dandelions than stupid looking hair. OK stupider looking hair. Tub's scrubbed, sheets changed...la de dah think it's all done.

Time for a nap. Have been up since 4:00. This morning person stuff is killing me.

Hey the sun just came out. So thaaaat's what it looks like. Nice.

Asked GI if he'd be my power of attorney for medical stuff and Jer for everything else. Both agreed. Jer asked if I'd be his. Of course I agreed. Yay it feels great to get this off my back. Am seeing a lawyer about a real will on Tuesday night. Just realized that that is the night for the satellite guys and will have to change it damn. Oh well. Point is, am moving fast on this stuff. Want to make sure that GI/Dar get the car and that Jer/GI get my music stuff...rest goes to Mom/nephews. I have seen enough money-grubbing to gag a maggot lately (siblings). Like most of us, am worth more (hmmm how to put this gracefully) not breathing than breathing. Because of the oddities of fate (well for now), the worth is a bit surprising. So I want to be extra sure that things go where they should. There will be fighting involved and I want to head that off by protecting the ones who won't protect themselves. Good thing I noticed it now while something can be done about it.

Enough of that. Time for relaxing, frivolity and general nonsense.

Catch ya later, world.

MWAH!!

Bridg

p.s. can you believe it, GI and Jer are already talking guitars at each other through me? I love this.

Friday, May 19, 2006

Dedicated to Mel (Thanks Sweetie!!)

Mel, at Ocean of Reality (ha! It is Ocean of Love right now!!) sent this a few days ago. Terrific list.

THINGS YOU SHOULD KNOW BUT PROBABLY DON'T

1. Money isn't made out of paper, it's made out of cotton.
2. The Declaration of Independence was written on hemp (marijuana) paper.
3. The dot over the letter i is called a "tittle".
4. A raisin dropped in a glass of fresh champagne will bounce up and down continuously from the bottom of the glass to the top.
5. Susan Lucci is the daughter of Phyllis Diller.
6. 40% of McDonald's profits come from the sales of Happy Meals.
7. 315 entries in Webster's 1996 Dictionary were misspelled (don'tcha just love that one?)
8. The 'spot' on 7UP comes from its inventor, who had red eyes. He was albino.
9. On average, 12 newborns will be given to the wrong parents, daily.
10. Warren Beatty and Shirley MacLaine are brother and sister.
11. Chocolate affects a dog's heart and nervous system; a few ounces will kill a small sized dog. 12. Orcas (killer whales) kill sharks by torpedoing up into the shark's stomach from underneath, causing the shark to explode.
13. Most lipstick contains fish scales (eeww).
14. Donald Duck comics were banned from Finland because he doesn't wear pants.
15. Ketchup was sold in the 1830's as medicine.
16. Upper and lower case letters are named 'upper' and 'lower' because in the time when all original print had to be set in individual letters, the upper case' letters were stored in the case on top of the case that stored the smaller, 'lower case' letters.
17. Leonardo Da Vinci could write with one hand and draw with the other at the same time, hence, multi-tasking was invented.
18. Because metal was scarce, the Oscars given out during World War II were made of wood.
19. There are no clocks in Las Vegas gambling casinos.
20. The name Wendy was made up for the book Peter Pan; there was never a recorded Wendy before!
21. There are no words in the dictionary that rhyme with: orange, purple, and silver!
22. Leonardo Da Vinci invented scissors. Also, it took him 10 years to paint Mona Lisa's lips (c'mon--10 years?????).
23. A tiny amount of liquor on a scorpion will make it instantly go mad and sting itself to death.
24. The mask used by Michael Myers in the original "Halloween" was a Captain Kirk's mask painted white.
25. If you have three quarters, four dimes, and four pennies, you have $1.19. You also have the largest amount of money in coins without being able to make change for a dollar (good to know.)26. By raising your legs slowly and lying on your back, you can't sink in quicksand (and you thought this list was completely useless.)
27. The phrase "rule of thumb" is derived from an old English law, which stated that you couldn't beat your wife with anything wider than your thumb (I absolutely hate that one).
28. The first product Motorola started to develop was a record player for automobiles. At that time, the most known player on the market was the Victrola, so they called themselves Motorola.
29. Celery has negative calories! It takes more calories to eat a piece of celery than the celery has in it to begin with. It's the same with apples!
30. Chewing gum while peeling onions will keep you from crying!
31. The glue on Israeli postage stamps is certified kosher.
32. Guinness Book of Records holds the record for being the book most often stolen from Public Libraries.
33. Astronauts are not allowed to eat beans before they go into space because passing wind in a space suit damages it.
34. George Carlin said it best about Martha Stewart. "Boy, I feel a lot safer now that she's behind bars. O. J. Simpson and Kobe Bryant are still walking around; Osama Bin Laden too, but they take the ONE woman in America willing to cook, clean, and work in the yard, and they haul her butt off to jail."

I Wanna Be A Cowboy...(well, sorta)

Sorry folks, I wasn't gonna post this but just can't help it. It's too damn funny.

Top Ten Old West Phrases That Will Never Sound The Same After That Damned Gay Cowboy Movie (Brokeback Mountain)

1. "I'm gonna pump you fulla lead!"
2. "Give me a stiff one, barkeep!"
3. "Don't fret---I've been in tight spots before."
4. "Howdy, pardner."
5. You stay here while I sneak around from behind."
6. Two words: "Saddle Sore."
7. "Hold it right there! Now, move your hand, reeeal slow-like."
8. "Let's mount up!"
9. "Nice spread ya got there!"
10. "Ride'em cowboy!"

Thanks, Vic....I think..

All I Want For Christmas (Is You)

Still have that @#$^ song in my head from Love Actually!

Hey world, how was your Friday before a long weekend? It clouded over here but so what? Have never worked as hard as I did today. And don't remember what got done but it was a lot. You'd laugh if you could see the technology we have to contend with at work, world. It doesn't want us to work, or if we do, it wants us to fail/look stupid. Think it was invented by Dogbert. For example, I had to schedule a lot of interviews today, and won't be in on a lot of them (aka, 'managing'). With this system, when that happens, the system does not record the interviews on my computer, not even as 'sent mail' or 'trash'. So I can't coordinate any of the meetings that I'm setting up.

Likelihood that I've double-booked? Pretty damn high. Thanks, computer land (the system is GroupWise). One must laugh....Got 11 done before I got too thoroughly concerned and stopped. At least five more to go, then about another thirty in a completely different class. The contractor, whose job this is in the first place, can take it from here. I had to do this rapidly, that is how fast people get booked in this organization. Minutes count. ARGH.

This study has to be finished, as in recommendations done, by end of June. To my knowledge, which is pretty complete, this is record time. It's also not an option NOT to meet the deadline, have been told this several times by M's boss. Not sure I want to know what that means if I don't meet it.

On the bright(er) side, M is working very hard. And doing well. And the kids are doing great too. They are so good. And fun to be around.


Tried to get some Sens shirts for Dar and GI but the place was closed by the time I got there. Will try again tomorrow a.m. Wimps went home at 7:30. No wonder they lost.

It looks as if this place was never dusted, and just how did all this stuff that needs to be dusted get into here in the first place? Maybe blindfolds aren't such a bad idea, hmmmm. Nah too kinky. Besides with my luck everyone'd just wind up grabbing my fat. (ROFL).

Speaking of which, time for dinner, then dusting.

Night world, will post after the visit....or when panic sets in (as if it hasn't already! To quote Rocky Horror Picture Show: "Madness....takes its toll..........") *grin*

Hugs, Bridg

Fire (the Pointer Sisters' version)

Another cool angel card that's right on. These things are spooky but soo reassuring. And they just show up in the e mail from 01angels Yahoo groups. Thanks Margie....

FIRE

This is truly an action card. Fire up your adrenaline and get going. What are you waiting for? Remove any obstacles and go forward. Allow a living brilliance to awaken in you and tend it carefully. Let the fire spark new interests. Get in touch with your burning desires and manifest them in your life. Yet keep in mind, a fire out of control can be destructive. Get jazzed. Let your light shine. Allow your spirit to be free. Perhaps it is time to light the flame of love? This is often a card of purification, for clearing and cleansing body, mind and spirit. See it as a shedding of negativity. Sometimes when this card is drawn there is suppressed anger in a situation that needs to be expressed in a constructive way. We all have our fire to walk through. Life sometimes brings great challenges. Often the fire card can precede a difficult situation, a hot spot. It is encouraging you to move away from the heat so you can see more clearly. Being aware helps you get through the danger with the least amount of pain and hurt. Look at the larger picture. Perhaps you are being pushed out of your comfort zone for a reason.

Wicked, huh?

Happy Friday, all!!

Love, Bridg

Thursday, May 18, 2006

Drift Away

Oh world, I hope that your day was as great as mine was!

Weather wise it still sucks here (rained for about the third or fourth day in a row). Have not had TV for three or four days. There is something wrong with either my satellite dish or a connection somewhere, and I can't get a service person here till Tuesday night AND have GI and Dar here on Saturday-Sunday (but that's OK we're really not TV folks anyway--there will be WAY too much talking going on).

Have been working my tail off at work and the barriers continue to melt away like snow. M's boss is much more engaged through M, who is finally giving the man the treatment and respect he deserves. And the man is coming through with the class and creativity that continues to astonish...right when we need him. It.is.amazing. And humbling. This means that things are going well.

The kids are off getting trained. I can't wait to see them tomorrrow. In the meantime we're doing all kinds of work at all different levels but it's all great. M's boss is happy, I'm thrilled, M is gainfully employed and learning. He is no manager, I regretfully admit, but he's trying hard and things are moving. MUCHO faster than before. Thank you Up There.

Even got laundry done!

Watched Love Actually (since I don't have TV) for the four billionth time tonight. MAN I love that movie!!!! OK it's predictable and a typical date movie but who cares. GI looks a lot like Colin Firth (older version) but it's the whole romance of the movie...I just love that thing. And the women in it are so gorgeous too. Even the little kid (the one that sings). Holy crabfish what a movie. GI said that Dar is in love with Colin Firth, and I said "Well, she should! She married him". He expected her to laugh when he told her that but she agreed. I grinned when he told me that. Silly man doesn't know his own strengths. I'm so glad they have each other. They are just so right. Hard to explain this feeling, but do you know how often nice guys wind up with witchy females? Well, it didn't happen this time, and it makes my heart smile. Just grin from ear to ear.
This isn't a recent marriage either. 27 years. Have no right to be but am so proud of the two of them.

I.am.such.a.girl. Who knew?

OK OK enough gushing. Am playing "What About Bob" now for a change of pace. Will have to watch 'The Blues Brothers' to get completely back to normal. Or is that 'back to completely normal'? Or is there any such thing for Bridg? Who cares, it feels great.

Wishing you all the same lovely warm feeling I have tonight, world. Peace, love and content. No matter how bad things are, there's peace in there somewhere and I hope you feel it.

Love you all, Bridg

Holy Moses,(What're Ya Tryin' To Do To Me!)

Thanks for the Intro, Elton John!

World, look at today's Angel card!! Sweeet!!! Especially the last few lines.

Baby Angel on the Lotus

This baby Angel appears in unspoiled innocence and speaks to you of new life, renewed hope and second chances. Her energy is everlasting renewal. She is the promise of so much more to come. She brings with her the eternal gift of love. She asks that you look closely for the tiny treasures, the little everyday miracles. See them as though for the first time through kind and gentle eyes. She represents the child within whose divine right is to be cherished unconditionally. Revealed within the origins of the lotus plant is great symbology. The lotus drops its seeds into the darkest mud. Yet with the first stirrings of renewed life, it seeks the light. With intense determination it transcends the muck, then the muddy water to burst forth a beauty with the world. As the baby Angel rests within the petals she is comfortable with who she is. She is pure joy and innocence, eagerly experiencing each new moment. Be comfortable with who you are. Honor that being and do not try to be who you are not. It is far too great a sacrifice

WOW, Nothing else to add to that.

Have a wonderful day, world.

Love ya to bits, Bridg

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Got Gas?

Thanks Peter (I think)!!!
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Asked the clerk for $5.00 worth of gas.



So he farts at me and stuck his hand out.

Always Look On The Bright Side Of Life

Thanks Vic (you angel you!)

IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN IT BEFORE, IT WILL DEFINITELY MAKE YOUR DAY. IF YOU HAVE SEEN IT BEFORE, IT WILL DEFINITELY RE-MAKE YOUR DAY.

*+*(((! ((*+*>>>>>>

An older couple is lying in bed one morning. They had just awakened from a good night's sleep. He takes her hand and she responds, "Don't touch me." "Why not?" he asked. She answered, "Because I'm dead." The husband asked "What are you talking about? We're both lying here in bed together and talking to one another!" She said, "No, I'm definitely dead." He insisted, "You are not dead. What in the world makes you think you're dead?" "Because I woke up this morning and nothing hurts."

And now for some one liners.....

Remember... Once you get over the hill, you'll begin to pick up speed.

I love cooking with wine. Sometimes I even put some in the food.

If it weren't for STRESS I'd have no energy at all.

Whatever hits the fan...Will Not Be Evenly Distributed.

Everyone has a photographic memory. Some, like me, just don't have any film.

I always know...God won't give me more than I can handle. There are times I just wish He didn't trust me quite so much.

Dogs Have Owners ~ Cats Have Staff

If the shoe fits... buy a pair in every color.

Never be too open-minded, your brains may fall out.

Just going to church doesn't make you a Christian. Not any more than standing in a garage makes you a car

Bills travel through the mail...at twice the speed of checks.

If you look like your passport picture...you probably need the trip.

Some days are a total waste of makeup.

Men are from earth. Women are from earth. Deal with it.

A balanced diet is a cookie in each hand.

Middle age is when broadness of the mind and narrowness of the waist change places.

Opportunities always look bigger going than coming.

Junk is something you've kept for years and throw away three weeks before you need it.

Experience is a wonderful thing. It enables you to recognize a mistake when you make it again.

By the time you can make ends meet, they move the ends.

Learn from the mistakes of others. Trust me... you can't live long enough to make them all yourself. I've tried!!

Have A Wonderful Day!!

TAKE A MOMENT AND LIVE

R-E-S-P-E-C-T!

YEA Aretha!! Originally thought of Off My Cloud as a title but really don't care for the Stones(d).

Saw my shrink today. Also got a world of stuff done and it's all good at the office but the real treat was the good doc.

First, she made me read that crap out loud. Her take on them was really funny and a HUGE relief:

1-Someone has anger issues and it isn't me.
2-That kind of hostility takes years and years to build up. It has very little to do with the
immediate circumstances. And whatever it is, it isn't my problem. It's theirs.
3-Here's the good part--I knew that (used to have no boundaries, so this is really good).
4-She thought that I should show that stuff to a lawyer. I said nahhhh, I am not seeing these
people, ever/for a long long time. She thinks that is a great idea (not seeing them).
5-I asked if I have that caretaker burnout stuff. She said probably.
6-Mentioned that bit about M, GI and I being strong, good people and somehow have noticed
that this can create hostile reactions in insecure people (Mr. B for example, or Cain and Able if
you want to get biblical. She nodded vigorously). Don't know why this is, it just is. Don't care
either.

Also said that if Mom died tomorrow (knocking wood) that I would not go to the funeral. We are a very small family, just us siblings (and Aunt L/Uncle J). Funerals are for the living, and would not give a rat's *ss about who I'd see there so why go? Asked if that was horrible/hard/bad of me. She said no, under the circumstances it was natural. I don't want anything of Mom but her love and already have that, and she has mine and she knows it.

Won't desert her, still talk to her on the phone, will continue what we do now, just not when THEY are around (heh heh heh as if that's a lot). Very simple.

My meds are fine. It's odd that The Other One accused me of being nuts/unstable, when both she and the Boy Wonder have lost or almost lost jobs over the years because of the hostile ways that they treat people. My staff and managers love me. Remarkable. Sometimes when working with very powerful people, there's a tendency to over-identify with them (becoming overbearing, overagressive, feeling omniscient/omnipotent, etc.) and then there's the whole fear thing...oh man I could analyze this forever. But there is no point in doing that because I have been trying to be nice to and jolly up these angry bees up for years. And officially gave up on that last night forever.

This is boundary talk and am so very pleased that my doctor agrees that I'm doing the right thing. So does Dr. GI, my oldest pal Jer, my wise pal Pauly (these people would tell me if I'm full of it, they are not PC and have done so in the past. And even if THAT failed, there is NO way the doc would be gentle with me).

Do any of you remember the rock opera Tommy? "I'm Free" is thundering in my head. I.am.not.kidding. This is a relief. I love my Mom but won't miss the need to cajole, molify, balance...holy crap what have I been doing all this time?

Maybe the wrong thing after all.

Sorry for the psychoanalytical babble. Will be back to smartassery in no time, folks.

This was the bubble bursting (in a nice way). Bridg is very relieved.....hugs to all!! Well OK except 2 and they're not here!!!

MWAH!

Bridg

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

I Owe You

Isn't that a pretty song, world?

Anyway, as Jer said today, it's amazing how the angels are lining up. When GI came back into my life, or was it vice versa, I was certain that he/Dar needed a kidney or something. Hey it isn't like I don't have perfectly useful body parts! But lo and behold everything starts going nuts in MY life! AND he diagnoses me with something I didn't know I had (hmmmm). Then things start going a haywire both at work and at home and not only are GI and Dar the wonderful strong darlings they are, JER rescues me back. And co-incidentally there's a ladies' dinner with longtime pal and angel Doris!! On the night I need to see her sweet loving face the most (tonight)!! Thank.You.Lord. Have been hearing songs that mean a lot to me all day today on other people's radios. It's the sweetest thing.

And look at what friend Bob O in California sends me. He has no idea what's been going on, this is just one of his rare e mails, which are usually jokes. Thought I'd share it with you all since it's (a) ironic and (b) darn cool:

I believe- That we don't have to change friends if we understand that friends change.

I believe- That no matter how good a friend is, they're going to hurt you every once in a
while and you must forgive them for that.

I believe- That true friendship continues to grow, even over the longest distance. Same goes for
true love.

I believe- That you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.

I believe-That it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.

I believe- That you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It maybe the last time
you see them.

I believe- That you can keep going long after you can't.

I believe- That we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.

I believe- That either you control your attitude or it controls you.

I believe- That regardless of how hot and steamy a relationship is at first, the passion fades and
there had better be something else to take its place.

I believe- That heroes are the people who do what has to be done when it needs to be done,
regardless of the consequences.

I believe- That money is a lousy way of keeping score.

I believe- That my best friend and I can do anything or nothing and have the best time.

I believe- That sometimes the people you expect to kick you when you're down, will be the ones
to help you get back up.

I believe-That sometimes when I'm angry I have the right to be angry, but that doesn't give me
the right to be cruel.

I believe- That maturity has more to do with what types of experiences you've had and what
you've learned from them and less to do with how many birthdays you've celebrated.

I believe- That it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you have to learn to
forgive yourself.

I believe- That no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.

I believe-That our background and circumstances may have influenced who we are, but we are
responsible for who we become.

I believe- That just because two people argue doesn't mean they don't love each other. And just
because they don't argue, it doesn't mean they do.

I believe- That you shouldn't be so eager to find out a secret. It could change your life forever.

I believe- That two people can look at the exact same thing and see something totally different.

I believe- That your life can be changed in a matter of hours by people who don't even know
you.

I believe- That even when you think you have no more to give, when a friend cries out to
you, you will find the strength to help.

I believe- That credentials on the wall do not make you a decent human being.

I believe- That the people you care about most in life are taken from you too soon.

To this I would add one more,

I believe- That it's nice to be important, but more important to be nice because people may not
remember what you did--but they will never forget how you made them feel.

Buenos noches (sorry for the spelling), world.
Bridg

Monday, May 15, 2006

Season Of The Witch

Geez world, I can't spell for beans.

Today was another gallop through the manure pile. Did manage to pull it off. But the manure's at ear level. Lovely in the springtime...

That was nothing compared to the good ole fam, tho.

Left a message for Bro last night with Son # 2 that Mom's staircase work, which he insisted on doing, was a screaming emergency at this point. Not because Mom got bombed at dinner (allegedly due to Sons # 1 and #2 pouring the wine) but because IF Bro had arranged to get the work done in MARCH as he was supposed to have done, Mom could have used her stairlift to get upstairs, no problem. He didn't. So, problem.

Mom advised me today that Bro is p*ssed with me because I dared leave that message with son #2. Hey it was my fault he wasn't home???

My reading: Bro feels guilty.

Good. He should.

I called tonight to clarify with Bro what the message was. Nicely and cheerfully. Got lots of attitude and monosyllabic answers.

Ask me how much I care.

The survival ratefor broken hips in seniors is five to six years. Broken necks? You guys know the answer to that. Zero. So he can scratch his mad place for all I care.

Decided with Mom that the thing to do is install the curved stairlift now (instead of removing half of her staircase, straightening the stairs, then installing a straight stairlift). No more delays. Called Sis to see if she wants to be there when we (Mom and I) talk to the installer for the second time.

Well.

Mom apparently had told Sis that Bro HAD already obtained the construction estimates, etc. as requested (not true, BTW). Sis accused me of going of half cocked 'just because Mom got drunk', etc. etc. Then she gets into the act, calling Mom, then Bro, tonight.

I.am.sick.of.all.of.them.

Talked to Mom. Advised her of what she'd done in misinforming Sis, and how concerned I am about her slipping mentally by saying all this stuff. And that I am 10 minutes away from never speaking to any of the three of them ever again (like my other Bro, the one who's married to S. I am dead serious, and she knows it). Bro has power of attorney, and he probably needs to exercise it now, as I am beginning to be convinced that she is not able to make decisions in her own interests any more.

Also, Sis and Bro either have no idea or don't care how serious Mom's problems are.

So.

I just called and arranged for Mom's health care worker to substitute His Highness (Bro) as the main contact for Mom instead of me. Am sure that this is a major part of Bro's repeated failures to act on his own Mom's behalf. Heather (the health care worker) will call me later on to discuss (spoke with her husband to leave the message). Bro has always jokingly resented my being the main contact. OK let's see how this works. I'm sure they'll call me anyway (as back-up). Bro's one of those people who revels in being unreachable/very busy/volunteer of the year, that kinda guy.

Sis has her own issues (melanoma) and very bad judgement to deal with. But I can't carry the weight for everyone and deal with Mom's acting AGAINST her own interests. What the hell am I supposed to do now? All of them are attacking me and dammit Mom's doing the same thing in her own gentle loving way.

I.give.up.

Mom said that SHE would take care of the stair thing. I doubt it very much but am sick to death of all of them, and WWIII at work. This has been going on for weeks and I can't handle all of them at once.

Any ideas, world? Mom says that she loves me, I'm her best friend, yadda yadda yadda. And she wants me to calm down. Frankly I think she wants out and this is a great way to do it. I know her better than I know myself. The other two are so 'busy' in their own little worlds it's easier for them to dump stuff onto me, and then swarm up like angry bees when something like this happens (against me, naturally)....I'm so fed up and tired.

The hell with all of them.

Talk me out of feeling like this.

Please? I am so fed up with them I want a divorce, at least from the bossy, dog-in-the-manger, know-nothing, never at a loss for an opinion (but chronically short of facts) siblings. I love my Mom and do my best to help her. Always, not just when it's convenient. Sh*theads.

Boy that feels better. Thanks for reading. I promise to be nicer tomorrow. On a different topic.

Love Bridg


UPDATE

Last night I sent a copy of this post to both siblings, ending with the 'talk me out of feeling like this' part. Got a 'divorce' from Bro this a.m. in very crude terms that ended with "you are dead to me". Typical dimestore drama. Know something? It's a relief. Sad for Mom, but a relief. At least the dog-in-the-manger competition's gone. Sent a copy of his diatribe to Sis and am expecting the same nonsense from her.

Ahhh spring.

Sunday, May 14, 2006

The Sweetest Thing Part Deux/Happy Mothers' Day

Hi world, happy Mothers' Day and I love you all!

Just had my second visit with GI. Yes he stayed overnight and yes we behaved.

Of course.

Really.

He and his wife are visiting next weekend. Am having Jer over too and I hope he doesn't forget. I want/need to get these guys together.

It was a wonderful, magical time. Had another multihour dinner (three). Saw a table nearby with three elegant older folks who looked to be in their late 70s, early 80s. Two ladies who sat side by side and a gentleman. As I left to 'powder my nose', I pointed them out to GI and said 'think ahead a few years'. Poor man, I think I gave him a heart attack. But they just made my heart swell.

Talked about everything and anything. Was curious about who else he dated, so he told me. Along with that came the story of university, med school, how he met his wife, etc. It was lovely. Guess my story sort of accompanied that but he already knew a lot of it anyway. We drove by what used to be the grocery store where we met in 1970-1971 and the place where my family used to live (where he'd walk me home). The sun was setting, it was sooooooo cool. And the neighborhood was of course older but nice. Except someone had planted some big honking flagpole (complete with big honking flag) right in the middle of the front yard (of a semi detached house) which looked silly, but....as faults go, no biggie. It was so sweet. Then we went 'home' and looked at photo albums, played Simon and Garfunkle/Style Council and drank Fosters (but only 2 each). Stayed up till 1.

Know I snored (oh I'm so CLASSY!) because I woke up with a dry mouth. Class act that GI is, he swore that he didn't hear it. I made him shut his door, mine was shut too. The Most Spoiled Cat In The Universe would not have let either of us sleep had she been able to invade either bedroom, so mutually closed doors were the order of the night. Fortunately, it was so cold I got to wear winter pjs. The summer ones make the weight situation look far worse than it already is.

I bet you guys are rolling around on the ground laughing, right? Well go ahead I do not blame you at all. It is hilarious.

He is with the right woman. Things happen for the best, for the right reason. My heart's at peace, his is too. Has been all along. I love them both so damn much. Am so very proud of him. And her. Not sure that I have any right at all to feel this way but don't care. That's the way it is, dammit. They're very fine people and I"m proud that they're my friends. As some of you might have noticed from my comments about other friends, I tend to keep people in my life for very long periods of time (um like elementary school buds are still there? I"m 54 years old? Yah like that). These two are the most special of all the special people I know. So are Peggy, Jery, Pauly Doris, Scott/Keanu Reeves (now nicknamed Chief Biscuit) and Ray. Have not forgotten any of youse guys. Each of you in a unique way for very different reasons.

Great now I'm tearing up again.

Happy Mothers' Day everyone. Please kiss or hug your Mom, or if you can't, someone's Mom who needs one. K?

Love you, Bridg

UPDATE:

Dinner was fabulous. All nine of us showed up on time. The wait staff was the best and a superb time was had by all. I tipped 25%--they more than earned it. Mom got bombed on two glasses of wine at dinner, and that scared the living daylights out of me/all of us. She could not walk, stand or anything else. Made her promise not to attempt the stairs at her house for several hours. At her age (77), a broken hip is a very serious thing. Brought her her nighttime meds and a drink of water, made sure that the cat was fed. Left a message for Bro that it is time to get the stairs done NOW-- it is a four alarm screaming emergency. No more 'yah, this should happen some time soon' and forgetting it stuff (this has been going on for several weeks, and it was urgent according to her health care worker then). Told Mom that either the stairs get done pronto or she's into a retirement home, and I don't mean 'someday'.

Sorry that this happened today of all days but she scared the living daylights out of me. Since Bro's too busy to handle this, I will.

It's always the women in this family who get things done. Drives me nuts.

Sorry for the griping....Bridg

SECOND UPDATE:

Realized what caused Mom's problem last night. I had the same thing with my first bout of anorexia in the last 1970s (lost a fair chunk of weight quickly, went to a friend's house for dinner. Had two drinks, and wound up passing out in the bathroom). That's what happened to Mom. Not all that much alcohol, but she has lost a lot of weight. She keeps saying that she's fat (an anorexic thing)--she is NOT fat-- and the alcohol hit her like a ton of bricks. Aha. This doesn't take the weight off of Bro/the stair thing at all, tho. It just possibly explains what happened. Mom's telling her doctor about this at next visit....

Saturday, May 13, 2006

Re Last Week


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Friday, May 12, 2006

One Embarrassed News GuyThanks Geo!!!

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Thanks Peter T! Hey since these things are just big vibrators, that means that this guy got....oh never mind.....

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Stillwater Morning

Hey world! Thank you all for your kind comments and welcome home.

Am waking up to how things went wrong at work. Remembered an old word.

Co-dependent.

Oh yah, that one.

Can't blame M entirely for not doing his job, although he didn't. It isn't that black and white. Am glad (sorta) that I got verbally b*tch-slapped by M's boss, it's about the only thing that would have woken me up and gotten things back on the rails. Heaven knows M wouldn't/couldn't have done that.

Back at the old job, M said that he loves/loved me. I know he did, and it was mutual. It started off on his part, I think, as a mind f*ck and wound up somewhere else. We're waaaay too much alike, 'separated at birth' as he put it. And on and on goes the psychodrama as his current boss put it went--(high turnover, high pressure, blah blah blah) and presto, a very highly co-dependent relationship was born with both of us defending/supporting the other. Mind you, it isn't like we both weren't being constantly unfairly attacked by Mr. B. But that's in the past.

The same pattern started emerging over here at the new job. Not that the current boss is anything like Mr. B, far from it. The conditions are light years better. Yet the closeness between Bridg and M led M to start getting sloppy. Spend weeks on what should have taken at most an hour to do. Worked on a hobby at the ofice because Bridg did his job (a big no no on her part). The kids saw it, so did everyone else. I said zip about it but it was f*cking obvious anyway. And the more it went on (i.e. the more I enabled him) the lazier and the more brazen he got. The bolder and the more arrogant he got with his own boss, until the man finally stood up and said ENOUGH to the one person who he knew would fix it.

Me.

And he did it in a way he knew would get action fast.

OK OK OK I get it, I fixed it, we're back on track.

And we are too. The boss dropped by at the end of the day just as we were discussing a key issue that needed his input. He was delighted, sat down, listened to our (my) idea, agreed with the approach, and off we went. He mentioned/gave direction to M on other stuff, it was fabulous. And for once, M acted like a manager and employee. About f*cking time. This is a VERY important man that M has been treating like a clerk. I can't believe we aren't fired. And grateful. It's a measure of how good this man is that we aren't (yet).

I have stopped buying him (M) coffee, didn't eat lunch with him today..no socializing AT ALL(well very little, none that didn't involve work). This is a bit like separating two souls at the roots because we are so damn much alike and have worked side by side for years, but I don't care. The boundaries went up overnight and if I have to break both our butts to get him to behave and do his job so be it. I don't love him like that, he's got a job to do, so do I and I would no more hurt this office and the people in it than I would set my own house on fire.

He was behaving like a spoiled little kid and I enabled him.

Shame on me but it's fixed.

Most of you are wondering about the quick change in topic from GI to M? Don't be. M and GI are so unrelated. M, much as I care about him, and much as it pains me to write this, is highly intelligent and gorgeous. Women everywhere give him the eye. Think Richard Gere. Extremely smart. Manipulative. Womanizer. (sort-of) Married. Great sense of humor. Anything but innocent. On the selfish/self-centred side (I hate typing that). Have known him for a few years (2-3). His wife is a lovely and long suffering person. I like her very much.

GI I met in high school. Also intelligent and gorgeous in a Colin Firth way. Innocent as the day he was born. Sweet. If he's dated more than 10 women in his life I'd be astonished. VERY married. Great sense of humor (much like M's). Not in the least bit manipulative. The soul of integrity and honour. As is his wife. She is beautiful right down to her bones, funny--she makes me shake my head she is just so beautiful. They work together and I just love her and them. Know what I mean? It almost makes you cry they are so good. I wish that they'd had kids, they are the type of people that the world needs more of (OK I know that this grammar is bad). The last person in the world that he thinks of is himself. This might sound stupid and impulsive but if I had to give up my life for someone not related to me it would be these two without a second thought. It isn't just him, it's them.

Does this make sense? I wish I could introduce them to you. Hope this helps, world. This type of person/people is so rare. I'm glad they exist and have stumbled into others like them, but they are definitely at the far end of 'fine'. Think that the kids that I have the honour of working with will mature/grow into similar people. Sure hope so. Anything I can do to help them that way, I will.

Wonder if I'd had kids of my own if I'd be this kind of nurturing? Hmmm

Hoping I haven't bored you all to tears.....

Bridg

p.s. You know I love you guys, right?

p.s.p.s. The Most Spoiled Cat In The Universe is home. Her teeth are clean and one was pulled. YAY!!!!! Nagging (and eating) to begin tomorrow, we are sleeping off the anaesthetic right now. Thanks for all your prayers/good wishes, I know they helped. No word on Sis yet, I think she goes in for 'sentinal node' testing in 2-3 weeks. There is only one surgeon in Ottawa who does this stuff.
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Thursday, May 11, 2006

What The Man Said

OK Hola world BOY did I miss you MWAH!!!

Firsties, it is nowhere NEAR as bad as I thought it was.

Well, it sure sounded bad (work). But I busted my butt making up for M's screw ups and today it all came through. In a good way, I mean.

Things are fine and dandy. Still employed. Good news (for Visa) financially. Mentally, well.....

Still can't tell you where I work, world, but will put it this way. If M's boss doesn't get down in the weeds details (which M thinks is micro manging), people die. A LOT of people die. Well, they can/could die, anyway. I pointed that out to him today, in front of the kids. The sad part is that the kids already knew it and were giving him little evil looks like "smarten up, idiot". But it was all good in the end. M's boss is happy, kids are thrilled that things are stable and that they know what's going on. I am happy but gave M the height of crap for days, M is happy that things are finally cleared up, I am relieved (but mad at both of them for not managing and mad at me for letting them do that to me). Told M that I'm mad at him for doing this to me, and that he has to manage from now on.

My buds are the best. Pauly only you know how much I love you. S you are better looking, smarter than Keanu Reeves and such a good pal. Geo who knew how good a bud you are. And GI what a stalwart you are and Dar too. Words fail me. Don't know what I did to deserve any of you, let alone all of you but whatever it was, I want to pass the blessings on.It's humbling. Most of all Mom for listening to me rant. I.love.you.all.to.bits. If I could die now would die very very happy. Oh yah I forgot. Right after I got yelled at--OK it wasn't yelling, I got sort of verbally b*tch slapped by M's boss. It wasn't fair, according to my shrink but was pretty effective. Had an appointment with her by co-incidence--she wanted to check my meds ROFL--half an hour after the verbal slapping. Burst into tears. She said she'd never seen me so bad (have been going there since 1990. Told me to take a month off.

OK this is bad. All the work is due in 6 weeks and it's never been done as far as I know in the history of our field, and we have a world class bad person doing one of these studies. And two great but new kids to do the work. And M, who really can't do this work. And two senior managers (see below) who HAVE to be in the weeds. And I'm gonna take off for a month????? And do what? Cry about my sister? Yah right. So it's lose or lose more. Either way I not only get screwed, I hurt people I care deeply about.

Called Pauly, who advised me to take a deep breath, see what happens the next few days. He makes infinite sense. Plus Pauly and D, a world famous consultant, think the world of the guy who bitch-slapped me. I do too. Just can't put these things together. So dragged my butt in there. Also talked to GI (think he called me to see what my shrink said about the Cushing's, which that day I called Crushing's by mistake. She concurred with his diagnosis pending the test data. He was delighted but horrified about the verbal slapping. Yet the talk we had and the Pauly talk did me a world of good). So went into work, determined to get this crap into order or die. Got it into order. Gave M marching orders. The kids were relieved and frankly things were pretty much under control among us, it was M and his boss who weren't talking to each other. This is my fault? No. So I get yelled at? Sh*t, I can't do EVERYONE'S job, but....oh well. Enough said. I set up meetings, gave M his marching orders. He took it well, we got things in order, ta da, everyone's happy and we''re on track.

Now.

Have been nauseated for days. Surprised? No.


Had to get in someone to fix the water heater (as you know), then a plumber to fix the pipe that leaked onto their precious water heater, then someone to fix the cables that run the phones and the computer (no computer for about a week ARGH), taking the cat to the vet, physiotherapy for whatever I did to my wrist and rotator cuff, GI coming here on Saturday (my pjs make me look even MORE like a cow than normal), and on it goes. Oh yah us singles have absolutely nothing to do. I mentioned Cushing's, right? My shrink concurs with GI. Am waiting for the test results to prove it. My 'normal' GP only ordered half of the tests he should have according to GI and my heart doctor/endochrinologist/superdoc. I could strangle that guy (the 'normal' GP). We'll get the REST of the tests he SHOULD have ordered when the first one comes back. The one he did order measures cortisol. A stress hormone. I took that test the night after I found out about my sister's melanoma. Geez wonder how THAT'll turn out.

Found out that I've lost 15 (OK 15 +) pounds. Also that I'm diabetic. Ewwwwwww. Blood sugar went from 3 to 6.7 in six months. Not.fair. Was a bit ticked about that because have been eating well for years. Turns out that what you eat has zip to do with this kind of diabetes. Has to do with my starve and eat thing (anorexic twice). Sigh. And genes. Always with the genes. Big deal, onto the next disaster. Anyone want a slightly used bod? Didn't think so.

Speaking of that, The Most Spoiled Cat In The Universe is getting her teeth done tonight. I'm here by myself and very very lonely. And worried. Hope that it's just her teeth but the way that things have been going for me lately am dreading a call from the vet. Lost her sister only a few years ago dammit. Am NOT ready to lose this one. She started licking her food. If you saw the size of this cat, you'd know that something's not right with that! Has tartar too. So....they get to do her teeth. They love her at that place, and it's where she came from as a tiny little kid (OK kitten).

Just finished doing work of not too swift consultant (went to high school with him). It's very odd how people from that long ago are starting to reappear. Maybe that's the wrong word. Comforting in a way to a kid who moved 13 times in 16 years and hated it. Isn't it amazing how many great people there are in the world?

OK off to bed. Sorry about the rant....love you all to bits.

MWAH!!!!

Bridg

Sunday, May 07, 2006

It's A Bird! It's A Plane! It's A F*cking Country And Western Song!

Oh world, I am laughing my ass off. And swearing too.

Woke up at 5:30, as those of you who are unfortunate enough to be on the joke list noticed. Have been waiting till now to take a shower (stores here don't open till 10:00-noon ish anyway). Noticed that the water wouldn't warm up. Hmmmm and oh-oh. Have been here before, haven't you?

Yep you got it. Pilot light out. And because of the layout of the (spider laden) basement, the only way to get down to look at/attempt to light the pilot light was to lower all 275 lbs of me by leaning on ---TA DA!!!---the broken wrist, rolling around on the spiders, their webs and all the dust elephants/bunnies (the basement is the one thing I didn't have time to clean). The hot water heater is 20 years old exactly (a rental thank heavens). The last time that the Direct Energy/Whoever they are this week guys were here to fix that thing, they said that I needed a new one. Think that this was at least a year or two ago.

For some reason known best to God, I didn't bother replacing it. GI coming next Sat? Well that will teach me. OK the teckies are coming tonight to look at the now dead water heater. We are telling Mom about Sis this aft at 1:30. She (Mom) will need me to be with her tonight at dinner. AND the water heater guys need me to be at my place. Not sure how to juggle this but will give it some thought. Good news is that they can get in a new water heater in a day or two. Bad news is that they won't order it till the teckie physically shows up here tonight, looks at the dead heater and says yep it's dead, like I said before, let's get in a new one, shoulda done this two years ago, lady. Other good news is that since it's a rental I don't have to pay for this. Yay.

Now for a cold water sponge bath. Yum.

"Always look at the bright siiiiide of life"

Am splitting a gut laughing. It IS funny. Filthy, smelly, and funny. One must laugh.

And around me, not breathe too deeply or downwind.

ROFL!!!

My life, the country and western song. Should not be driving a Honda, should be driving a big freaking truck.

Apologies to you truck driving C&W fans out there.....

Bridg

We All Need Laugh (Love), I Swear It's True

How's that for shameless perversion of song lyrics?

Here we go with more funnies. I desperately need to laugh and am catching up with e mail stuff. Since Yahell will only let me send out so many jokes an hour and I don't have the patience to do gmail at the moment, you folks get to read them here first.

Might have done this one here before but may be worth a repeat....


> In the beginning, God created the Heavens and the
> earth and populated
> the Earth with broccoli, cauliflower and spinach,
> green and yellow and
> red vegetables of all kinds,
> so Man and Woman would live long and healthy lives.
> Then using God's great gifts, Satan created Ben and
> Jerry's Ice Cream
> and Krispy Creme Donuts. And Satan said, "You want chocolate with that?"
> And Man said, "Yes!" and Woman said, "and as long as
> you're at it, add
> some sprinkles."
> And they gained 10 pounds. And Satan smiled.
> And God created the healthful yogurt that Woman might
> keep the figure
> that Man found so fair.
> And Satan brought forth white flour from the wheat,
> and sugar from the
> cane and combined them. And Woman went from size 12 to size 18.
> So God said, "Try my fresh green salad."
> And Satan presented Thousand-Island Dressing, buttery
> croutons and
> garlic toast on the side.
> And Man and Woman unfastened their belts following the
> repast.
> God then said, "I have sent you heart healthy
> vegetables and olive oil
> in which to cook them."
> And Satan brought forth deep fried fish and
> chicken-fried steak so big
> it needed its own platter. And Man gained more weight
> and his
> cholesterol went through the roof.
> God then created a light, fluffy white cake, named it
> "Angel Food Cake,"
> and said, "It is good." Satan then created chocolate
> cake and named it
> "Devil's Food."
> God then brought forth running shoes so that His
> children might lose
> those extra pounds.
> And Satan gave cable TV with a remote control so Man
> would not have to
> toil changing the channels. And Man and Woman laughed
> and cried before
> the flickering blue light and gained pounds.
> Then God brought forth the potato, naturally low in
> fat and brimming
> with nutrition.
> And Satan peeled off the healthful skin & sliced the
> starchy center into
> chips and deep *fried them. And Man gained pounds.
> God then gave lean beef so that Man might consume
> fewer calories and
> still satisfy his appetite.
> And Satan created McDonald's and its 99-cent double
> cheeseburger and
> said,
> "You want fries with that?"
> And Man replied, "Yes! And super size them!"
> And Satan said, "It is good."
> And Man went into cardiac arrest.
>
> God sighed and created quadruple bypass surgery.
> Then Satan created HMOs.
> Thought for the day . . . There is more money being
> spent on breast
> implants and Viagra today than on Alzheimer's
> research.
> This means that by 2020, there should be a large
> elderly population with
> perky boobs and huge erections and absolutely no
> recollection of what to
> do with them.
> If you don't send this to five old friends right away
> there will be five
> fewer people laughing in the world

heh heh heh

Happy Sunday, world.

Love ya, Bridg

Good Advice from Peter M


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Peter, you are very very smart. Thanks, this is going to be my new wallpaper at work.



 



Bridg

Saturday, May 06, 2006

Never Said I Was Smart

Oh world! Just realized that the remark about Cushing's might have been a tad confusing. OK here goes.

The day after GI was here (Thursday) I had an appointment with my own GP. Got lectured and scared by the guy. Called DI to report in what he said. DI and I yacked quite some time as usual about this and that, mostly about what it was like to be taught by nuns (bet a lot of you ladies are laughing out there now).

GI came into the middle of this conversation and asked me a few questions. By then I was parked in my work parking lot. Asked if I had a stiff neck. Yes I do. Do I bruise easily? Yes, thought it was because of all the anticoagulants I'm on. Do I have (this one's funny) purple stretch marks on my thighs/abdomen. I thought about that one for a long long time. It isn't like I look a lot around there. Did have them in the past, never mind where. It's really kinda funny. I waited so long to answer that he asked if I was looking. I told him where I was and said, uh, no, there are guards walking all around this parking lot....no am not looking! Am trying to remember. Yes I do have them. Then he asked about muscle weakness. Oh yes big time. Can't stand or walk for more than 10 minutes. This is very odd. A sharp change from even a short time ago.

He asked me to write down the name Cushing's Disease (right then and there), and to call my gp back and ask for a requisition to be tested for it. It's a disease of the adrenals/pituitary that causes all of those symptoms plus others that he noticed during dinner/our visit. Sudden weight gain. Loss of front hair, cholesterol issues, blood sugar issues (a new prob as of Thursday and I don't use sugar ever), high blood pressure and about 5-6 other items. I had all of them (I googled it).GI said that it hit him like a ton of bricks on his drive home. The treatment depends on where the origin is, pituitary or adrenals. He's never had a patient with this but wants to see my numbers when they come back. Cool!!! I now have an m.d. guardian angel and his wife helping me. VERY cool.

I hope I do have this. First, it would explain a hell of a lot. Second, GI would feel fantastic being able to help. Thirdly, it would me feel less like this is exclusively my fault, because up till now I've sorta felt like it is. The weight did just kinda jump on there very fast (about 80 lbs in a few months). I'm a former aerobics freak. This really is ummm odd.

Would be great to get this under control. Am sick and tired of being sick and tired. Know you ladies feel that way huh?Wow first the bipolar thing now this.

OK next step is fixing Sis. Start your good thoughts engines, please....

I may need some prank delivery help from some of you. Not re sis, re a really nasty pair of guys hassling DI and GI in B.C. Give it some thought...we can discuss offline...


Bridg (fading fast....again).....love you guys

p.s. Have always been as healthy as a horse my entire life except for allergies. I hate being this way.
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Well world, am doing what any normal person would do after a night like last night.

Am getting the house painted (inside).

Yah you read that right. Put down a deposit on a huge indoor painting job (ouch). Hope I can afford it but this place is driving me nuts after over a decade of living here.

Jer called this a.m. Made me feel a world of better. His mom got right on the prayer circuit. Angel that she is. His voice was like a bath of sunlight. He'll be back in Ottawa by Wednesday so we have a hug-date (no no no I am a good girl /freelance nun, you guys). Didn't realize the similarities to GI that he has before (who am I kidding, never gave it a thought) but Jery has a recording studio in his basement, likes the same music that GI does, and collects the same kinds of guitars. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm. These guys have to get together, thinks Bridg the meddler/networker.

Jer and I met the year after GI and I parted company. He (Jer) tried to teach me genetics (at Carleton Univ.) in 1972. Poor Jer, I was a HORRID student.

What does this have to do with painting the house? Want it to be perfect (well, OK not perfect just not so ummm what-it-is-now) for DI when she and GI get here in June. Want her to love this place. Shit, want to give them a key to this place. OK OK this is a lot very fast. Slow down Bridg.

But it all feels so right even if it is fast. Is this part of bipolar or a rush of rediscovery/discovery?
When I was picking out colors for the paints, all I was thinking about besides what it would look like and if I liked the colors was if THEY would like them/how DI and GI would react. I not only reconnected with GI, I have a new incredibly cool bud (DI). Am thrilled. Am incredily sad about Sis but she's going to be OK. I know it now. Feel it in my bones. Really. Or I'll kick her little blonde butt.

Getting back to the painting thing, this is beastly expensive. But worth every cent I hope.

Got the Cushing's and X ray tests done this a.m. (woke up at 4:00 again. Have those two somehow have turned me into a morning person. Telepathy?). Both Jery and GI asked if I'd read the DaVinci Code that Wandering Coyote wrote about. I have the book, meant to read it but haven't even had time to read a newspaper in two weeks. Jer mentioned the book this afternoon. We have a 'date' to see its predecessor's movie version (demons and devils? Something like that) on May 19.

Am still damn worried about little Sis but in a good way now, thanks to DI, GI, Jery and all of you. My heart's so full of love it's about to explode. Remember that term 'pathetic fallacy' from high school English classes? It was raining this a.m. Now the sun's out and it's a gorgeous day.

Hmmmmmmmmmmm

Things happen for a reason. There is a God. Good does come from bad. Not always right away, but it does.

Keep praying, folks. I am. I can feel yours working and I love you all so much for it.

Love always, Bridg

p.s. Prayers, if I can be so bold, for DI and GI too? I can read the weariness in their faces from fighting the evil in GI's family....

p.s.p.s. They (D & GI) are coming here even sooner!! On May 20. I am so f'ing happy!!! Could not have waited till June. YAHOOO! OK now on to fix little Sis...

Friday, May 05, 2006

Don't Think Twice, It's Alright

Sorry have been away for a bit world.

Got a little older in the past few hours and days.

Just found out Sis has malignant melanoma.

About an hour ago.

What the hell does she think she's doing? She's got a partner, a kid and a fantastic new dream job. I'm sitting here with a cat (mind you a great one), no partner and just waiting to go. Shit. And SHE gets sick? Man. The f*ing nerve of some people's younger blonde sisters.

Also found out that (as you, my blogbuds, know) that I'm a good person. Found a long lost ex-bf and his wife and deeply adore both of them the right way if you know what I mean (no threesomes ha ha ha).

Shit am sitting here wanting to give someone a kidney and my sister, my one and only, up and gets a disease I can't donate a body part to.

Well, my aunt, one of THE best women on the planet, got this and survived. So did S The Stabber (the worse thing of the female gender infesting this poor planet). So if the two extremes can survive this, so can my darling little sister.

All of you take special care, OK? Especially GI and DI. Crap comes in threes.

love, Bridg

UPDATE

My uncle (husband of the aunt who had the malignant melanoma) is a retired doctor. Just spoke with the two of them. She's been fine for over a decade and a half. But this condition of course needs quick action. He confirmed that where Sis' tumor was doesn't have lymph nodes, contrary to what Sis said (good, they won't revoke my measly BSc). That is a good thing.

Have been up since 4:00. Busy but invigorating day.Talked to DI (as in GI) for over an hour. DAMN I like her so freaking much (return visits next Saturday and June 3!!!!). And did really good work if I do say so myself. M said that I'm indispensable (ha). All of us did miracles this week and today was the icing on a huge cake.

I want my sister to get better. And I love the world. Thank you, esp. DMJ and GWB for your good wishes...M.W.A.H.

Am keeping a weather eye out for those two other @#$% shoes.....

love y'all

Bridg